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Oh I can hear the bean sidhes wail. O'er the hills and moors. And I can hear her Solemn cries. Right out side your door. Don't take one more step near. Those Irish cliffs my dear.
Beady red eyes. Pitch black hair. You'll rule. The darkening air. Bones of a live man. Blood of the dead. Give people something. Worth having dread. A ravens feather. As dark as night.
Lock up your children, Lock up your wives, Line your doors with gold. There's a-killin' To be done tonight By the Dullahan, so I'm told.